Wu Gong governs the world, prestige stabilizes the country, this is Wu'an.

The ruler is supreme.

Bai Qi, the foremost of the four great generals of the Divine Era of Shenzhou, the first on the left side of the Ten Philosophers of the Yanhuang Martial Temple.

Zhao and Chu were subdued, daring not attack Qin, allowing Qin to become an empire.

Acknowledged by history books as the man who personally removed the obstacles to Qin's hegemony.

He spent more than thirty years on the battlefield, invincible, winning over seventy major and minor battles, and conquering over seventy cities.

There is a poem: "Fierce and valiant, the time is Wu'an, divine strategy and lightning judgment, his spirit fills the army.

South he broke the strong Chu, captured Wei and seized Han, north he crushed Ma Fu, crossing rivers and capturing Dan."

Bai Ze looked at the sword, his mouth twitching, finally realizing.

Red light...

This isn't red light at all!

This is clearly a red name, and the only red name in Shenzhou's history.

It's a baleful aura so dense that it won't dissipate for two thousand years, a bloody light.

You're committing business fraud!

He seemed to hear a voice gently saying to him:

"Dear, you're in for a bloody disaster."

Dong Yuefeng asked curiously, "What, what's wrong with you?!"

"Huh?!"

The old professor saw cold sweat pouring down Bai Ze's forehead, looked at the broken sword in his hand, and after a moment of silence, took a step back, then thought about it, and took several big steps back, adjusted his glasses, and said, "Calm down, yes, young man, calm down, don't move."

"Keep your distance from me."

"What did you do to this sword?!"

Bai Ze, who had just brushed up on the Divine Era Soul Summoning Technique, looked up, bewildered, and said:

"This thing."

"Isn't it in the style of a divine weapon from the ancient Shu Kingdom?"

The old professor was stunned: "You can recognize it?!"

"Yes, yes..."

Bai Ze, born with the knowledge and ability to identify all things, grasped at the straw and said:

"So it shouldn't be Bai Qi's sword, right?"

Dong Yuefeng looked at Bai Ze with pity and said: "It is indeed in the style of the ancient Shu Kingdom. During the Divine Era of Shenzhou, the kingdoms most skilled at forging swords were Wu and Yue. Yue destroyed Wu, and later King Wei of Chu also destroyed Yue, so the weapons of Wu and Yue all belonged to Chu."

"Later..."

"Lord Wu'an directly attacked the capital of Chu, forcing Chu to move its capital."

"And then he conveniently destroyed the capital of Ba and Shu."

"Lord Wu'an had a habit of collecting the weapons of others after a battle and storing them in the armory according to the laws of Shang Yang. For example, the name of the internet-famous city of Chengdu in the Land of Abundance was actually found on the brand stamped on the weapons seized by the Qin people."

"In other words, after Lord Wu'an finished fighting Chu and Shu, he took the Chu weapons to fight Zhao. This sword was probably used at that time. What we weren't sure about before was whether it really came from the ancient Shu Kingdom and whether it corresponded to Lord Wu'an's marching route."

"If it's from the ancient Shu Kingdom, then it's probably the sword he took to fight the Battle of Changping and finally used to commit suicide."

The old professor sighed: "Thank you, young man."

"I can confirm it now, this is the real deal."

Bai Ze: "............"

Damn it!

My big mouth!

He heavily raised his right hand and then slammed it down.

Finally, he gently patted his mouth.

Forget it, it's my own mouth, don't hit it.

I can't bring myself to do it.

Next time I see the Xuannü, I'll have her do it for me.

Bai Ze's mouth twitched, and he carefully put the sword back in its original place.

It seemed that because the baleful aura on it was too strong, the will too complex.

The blood color was not disturbed, and the will on it did not condense into a reflection of the past.

When the sword was put back on the sword rack, there were no problems.

Bai Ze breathed a long sigh of relief.

Divine Era, famous generals, slaughter, combined equaled terror.

The problem with this person wasn't whether he could fight, it was that he didn't plan on letting you run at all.

Of the Seven Warring States, Chu, with thousands of miles of territory and a million soldiers, was beaten by him to the point of moving its capital and never recovering. Zhao Wuling's foundation was directly suppressed, the Wei Wu infantry were all lost in his hands, he chopped up fifty thousand elite soldiers of Han, and Lian Po, one of the four famous generals known for his courage among the lords, directly fortified his defenses and refused to come out when facing him.

Then Lian Po was replaced, and a young man with presumably good qualifications took office.

Zhao Kuo, who probably could have become a famous general, faced the strongest boss in the hell-level version of Shenzhou right from the start.

And then he was gone.

During the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, the various countries fought each other to the death.

In the final years of the Divine Era, during the last glorious period, such tragic battles lasted for one hundred and sixty years, with two million soldiers from the various countries of the Divine Era dying in battle, half of which were attributed to Lord Wu'an. A fiend, a god of slaughter, inhumane, even he himself said that he had killed too many and was guilty of offending the heavens.

Yet he was also a peerless general who was solemnly recorded by the Grand Historian Sima Qian in the Records of the Grand Historian with the four words 'his name shook the world'. Annihilation warfare, not only in Shenzhou, but throughout the entire human world, has never been surpassed.

But for Bai Ze, who possessed the power to recognize powerful figures, he could, of course, distinguish other things even more.

For example, if he were to cling to the leg of the First Emperor, the latter would at most be slightly displeased.

With an air surpassing the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, he would allow his existence.

If he clung to this person's leg, he might get kicked to death on the spot.

The *Fayan*, Volume 11, Yuanqian:

'Bai Qi is inhumane, what use is he... The chaos of Chi You is no more than this.'

If the First Emperor, who was revered as the emperor of the ages and opened up a unified nation, corresponded to Xuanyuan of the Divine Era.

Then Lord Wu'an, who paved the way for this hegemony, personally slaughtered, and possessed half the achievements of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Divine Era, corresponded to Chi You. But if Bai Qi, who was recognized by historians, whose name shook the world, and whose achievements were comparable to Chi You, fought under the command of the human emperor corresponding to Xuanyuan of the Divine Era...

The thought flashed through Bai Ze's mind.

A lineup that could never appear in reality.

The most broad-minded emperor, the most powerful and domineering general.

Since the First Emperor's magnanimity could already tolerate a Wang Jian whose merits overshadowed his lord, what would be the harm in adding a Lord Wu'an?

The strongest thigh combination, two of them, two of them!

Bai Ze's eyes lit up.

His hands were itching to perform another soul summoning on the broken sword.

But he was quickly stopped by his left hand. After all, Lord Wu'an was ordered to commit suicide by Qin Shi Huang's ancestor. 'The Qin people all pitied him and established ancestral temples in Xianyang.' He might just draw his sword and chop himself the moment he came out.

'When I get out, I'll kill you all.jpg'

It's better to avoid trouble, it's better to avoid trouble.

This thigh is prone to rampage.

Endure, endure.

Bai Ze persuaded himself to resist the urge in his heart, his left hand grabbing his right hand. Moreover, after throwing out dozens of spells, the remaining true spirit will on this sword showed no reaction, and it was obvious that the aura on this ancient Shu divine weapon was not enough to support the revival of the God of War of the Divine Era.

He also picked up a bamboo slip and turned to the old professor and said, "It's okay."

"Let's go to the Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum quickly."

Dong Yuefeng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

The man and the beast quickly left here, closing the door of the studio and turning off the lights.

In the pitch black, on the ancient sword placed on the sword rack, the patterns flowed, turning into a blood-colored mist. Finally, the broken sword was reforged. All the ancient objects here turned into dead silence, and not even a trace of other noise could be heard.

After a long time, a low voice suddenly vibrated the air:

"Qin... Emperor?"

The next day.

When Dong Yuefeng's student arrived here, he found the sword rack empty.

The Qin Wu'an Sword had disappeared without a trace.

……………………

Of course, the meal was very good.

Of course, this was also because Xiao Qing didn't recognize that the honest, smiling monk was Master Fahai, the director of the Jinshan Temple tutoring class who had locked her up and forced her to take extra lessons. Otherwise, the reaction would probably have been different.

After the meal, Wei Yuan took the bowls and chopsticks to wash.

The others were chatting and playing games.

After Wei Yuan finished washing the dishes.

He first returned to his room, intending to go back and see those old guys.

After all, Chi You rarely said with a smile that he seemed to have something to discuss with him properly.

His tone was kind, so it should be a good thing.

However, even so, Wei Yuan's mind was still thinking about today's events, thinking about the extra information he had learned from Xiao Qing. For example - Zhong is the god who supports the sky, and the reason why he supports the sky is Gonggong. In addition, Zhuanxu, one of the Five Emperors of the human race, also used Zhongli to complete the purpose of severing the connection between heaven and earth.

So, Zhong is an enemy of both the human race and Gonggong.

Since he had already sent the Twelve Yuanchen to destroy the Gonggong seal in the East Sea, there was no reason to ignore the human world. Moreover, according to Wei Yuan's speculation, for Zhongli, the hatred brought by the water god's influence was far less than the shame of being used by a mere human being.

So he would definitely take some action...

Bai Ze said to be careful of Zhongli, and also mentioned the master of the Xuanyuan Sword...

Could it be that Zhong will attack the owner of the Xuanyuan Sword?!

This possibility is very correct and appropriate. If there really is a master of Xuanyuan appearing in this era, then as a wilderness god who is an enemy of the human race, he will naturally choose to attack him. Or rather, it would be strange if a wilderness god did not attack the master of Xuanyuan. Hmm, in that case, the idea is very clear. Zhong sent Yuanchen to the East Sea on the one hand, and on the other hand, he attacked the master of Xuanyuan in Shenzhou.

Wei Yuan's movements froze.

One question.

May I ask... among the vast monarchs of the human world, who has the capacity to match the Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword?

……………………

"So, Xiao Qing, you don't have a place to live today, do you?"

"Then go to my place, there's an attic on the second floor of the flower shop..."

Jue smiled and comforted Xiao Qing, but for some reason, Xiao Qing, who was quite wild by nature and had an unruly side, always felt inexplicably restrained and absurdly cautious when facing the gentle girl. At the same time, the soldier's soul, with a nail in his mouth, was banging and banging to repair the door.

For some reason, although he had lost many memories of his life.

But he would still do a lot of farm work, and even remember a little bit of medical skills. He would also sing operas in his heart, so he had a common language with the spirit of the red embroidered shoes. The painter sat cross-legged on the sofa, lazily painting. She had taken on a new job and was now considering what style to use, using the pen of her electronic drawing board to push up the large-framed glasses on her nose.

Looking at the 'well-behaved' energetic girl over there.

Pensive.

Is it a master-disciple CP? Or is it a long-lived, reincarnated, nurtured CP...

Interesting, should I sell it to Lady Nüjiao?

The Lord of Chongwu Mountain was opening a book, watching Jue chatting with Xiao Qing, when suddenly, a series of footsteps came from upstairs.

The old mountain lord turned his head and saw a blur of afterimages rushing out. With a rustling sound, the hem of his clothes swayed, vibrating the air.

"Yo, Yuan, you remembered the back mountain..."

The Money Comes Mountain God was about to joke, but his voice stopped abruptly, and his heart beat faster -

Wei Yuan's eyes turned slightly, his eyes were as calm as water. The museum owner, who had been dressed casually, had now put on his coat, with black as the base, the virtue of Xuan Water, blood-colored patterns, and a yellow scarf dancing like fire on the cuff of his right arm.

Behind him was a broad iron eagle sword and a magic sword.

A Kunlun Crouching Tiger Token hung at his waist.

His temperament was extremely sharp, his face was calm, and there was no longer the ease and joy of his previous jokes in his eyebrows, but like an enraged tiger, like a dragon whose reverse scales had been touched. He put on his tactical gloves on his right hand, flexed his fingers, nodded to the mountain gods, and said in a calm tone: "Jue, I'm going out..."

The girl was stunned: "Yuan, you..."

Wei Yuan said: "I'm going to see a place."

The girl subconsciously said: "Who are you looking for?"

Wei Yuan's eyebrows were sharp and calm, and as he walked out with his sword, because his mind was on the Xuanyuan Sword master, he instinctively replied:

"Someone I hope will be the witness if you and I get married."

His right hand clenched slightly, his wrist turned slightly, and with the light of crimson flames, the Bolong, which had not been used for a long time, appeared. Wei Yuan turned over and mounted the horse, the Bolong raised its head and neighed. Wei Yuan's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he said: "Full speed, don't disappoint me..."

The Bolong neighed loudly.

The Bolong can control soldiers and is favored by ancient generals.

Flames burst out from under its feet, turning into a soaring dragon.

In an instant, it flew out of the museum like fire, heading straight for the First Emperor's Mausoleum.

The Great Qin Shaoliangzao, the Halberd-Holding Middle General, had a face as deep as an abyss.

Zhong, don't force me to chop you up...

Museum.

The Money Comes Mountain God's face was pale, and it took him a long time to recover. He breathed a sigh of relief and muttered:

"He, he's so strong?"

"What a terrifying aura!"

"In that case, I'm interested in Jue Mianxia's matter, um, Jue Mianxia..."

He subconsciously looked over, his voice stopped abruptly, and he saw the dignified and elegant girl was stunned for a while, then lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, and her fair and jade-like face turned red visibly. Finally, she hugged the pillow, curled up her knees and fell on the sofa, emitting wisps of white mist.

Xiao Qing was confused: "This, this is..."

The water ghost, whose face was handsome and洒脱, but who was too scum that people forgot his appearance, breathed out, wiped the glass, and when he thought of Wei Yuan's reaction when the goddess mentioned jealousy before, he wiped the cup with a white towel and said in a normal tone:

"You have to get used to it."

"They are the same, um, high attack and low defense."

"Simply put, the boss unintentionally broke through Miss Jue's defenses. It's a pity that he didn't see this scene..."

"When he reacts, he will definitely regret it and want to bang his head against the wall."

"But why is he in such a hurry to go out?"

The water ghost was puzzled.

And at this moment, a little earlier.

The God of Supporting the Sky, Zhong, arrived at his destination.

ps: Today's third update... 4200 words, thank you He Guangtongchen for the ten thousand reward, thank you~

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